Blackfeather Woods There is definitely something rotten in the state of Camazotz

Hoping for @Cassiopeia but I'm also open to drop-ins. :)

It was tempting to band together with the new captive. Misery loved company, after all. But Wildfire kept herself sequestered at first, trusting the young black she-wolf no more than she trusted any of the other wolves in this bleak forest. From a distance, she observed the youth, slowly coming to realize that she must be the same age as Wildfire's own children.

This afternoon, she lingered in the cave mouth but she did not look out into the woods. Instead, she peered inward speculatively. There was a yearning growing in her breast. It was for her children—Artaax, Blixen and Bobby—and she knew she was projecting. But Wildfire couldn't and didn't even want to help her motherly instincts anymore.

"Are you there...?"